Up Front: P.A. Story
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James Butler, in reply to
Silly, everyone knows only the Clone Warriors are Māori.
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Islander, in reply to
Jackie, I think Lilith is referring to the column I write for my tribe's quarterly* magazine, "Te Karaka"...you can probably find it on-line at the Ngai Tahu site.
In my final year at secondary school, I was the geography class: the teacher was an enthusiastic young Englishman whose passion was geomorphology, and it became one of my passions too-
* the 'quakes have meant one issue was cancelled this year.
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Lilith __, in reply to
Indeed, I clicked through from Recordari's stormtooper link. (sorry to be circuitous, just trying to respect everyone's privacy)
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Islander, in reply to
No worries Lilith - and thank you!
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recordari, in reply to
(sorry to be circuitous
It's the circle of life, or alternatively the big O. ;-)
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Islander, in reply to
Oooooo!
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Speaking of ships (as Megan was, some way upthread), I'm hoping to meet an intrepid band of Avonsiders in houseboats at some point in the story. Jolisa's young friend was onto something there!
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Needs more Orcs from Mordor, hunting unionised actors at government expense. The actors have been playing the stormtroopers, but aren't actually Māori at all. Hone's outraged, but the Maori party explains it's the cost of being in government.
The ACTzis™©, the ones in the Orc suits, they'll sue. They were promised Māori! Equality, damn it! No special treatment!
Hone to the Red Zone, Hone Harawira to the Red Zone. Te Reo may be an official language, but you can't give oaths in it. It's just not cricket. Swear on a Koran all you like, you cheeky darkie, just do it in the Queen's English as the big O intended.
Unless that's all to political, this close to an election. Can you imagine the capital gains to be made in the Red Zone? W00t!
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Jackie Clark, in reply to
And a beautiful column it is too. I didn't find the geomorphology one - I got stuck on the lovely post about your gift kete.
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Islander, in reply to
O Jackie! I do miss those people so much- but Taua Fan's kete is now safely esconsed in a family house. It contains some of the things I want to hand on to younger generations and - yep, I dont trust this* place to last a lot longer-
Big O
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Tamsin6, in reply to
Tamsin lurched under the force of her boss' wrath.
That's uncanny - have you been following me to work?
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"Help, I'm sinking" cried the lead character whose name I don't know yet, as she slipped off the bottom rung of the threaded ladder.
"Wesley, where the bloody hell are you?" she protested.
"Aaaaas yoooou wiiiiish!"
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Megan Wegan, in reply to
“Help, I’m sinking” cried the lead character whose name I don’t know yet, as she slipped off the bottom rung of the threaded ladder.
“Wesley, where the bloody hell are you?” she protested.
“Aaaaas yoooou wiiiiish!”
Emma. Please also include this verbatim. Cos: Fucking brilliant.
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recordari, in reply to
Cos: Fucking brilliant.
Thank you! Might just put that on a badge. PB FTW! ;-)
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Ian Dalziel, in reply to
The Romaines of the Salad Days...
Cos: Fucking brilliant.
Cos : a lettuce of a variety with crisp narrow leaves that form a tall head... *
*looks a bit like Macaw 7 a.k.a. St Richie -
Emma Hart, in reply to
Emma. Please also include this verbatim. Cos: Fucking brilliant.
I shall certainly try.
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wendyf, in reply to
There should be five ships.
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recordari, in reply to
Cos : a lettuce of a variety with crisp narrow leaves that form a tall head... *
Lettuce not to the marriage of true minds
Admit implements.Oh wait, it's 'let me'. Well, having peaked, I shall retire to my chambermaid.
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Bart Janssen, in reply to
There should be five ships.
That pass each other in the night?
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wendyf, in reply to
One sinks.
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Bart Janssen, in reply to
One sinks
And all aboard are lost to the deeps save one, clinging desperately to a barrel filled with anabolic steroids destined for the red and blacks, he is washed ashore and found by a chocolatier out for her midnight walk along rocks.
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Emma Hart, in reply to
clinging desperately to a barrel filled with anabolic steroids destined for the red and blacks
Oi! We would never so sully the brilliance of our beautiful, beautiful back line. A barrel of Cheekbone Sculpt, maybe.
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Ian Dalziel, in reply to
the ship of fools....
One sinks
And all aboard are lost to the deeps save one, clinging desperately to a barrel filled with anabolic steroids destined for the red and blacks, he is washed ashore and found by a chocolatier out for her midnight walk along rocks......near Governors Bay right?
and just cos it's friday, lettuce play...
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Bart Janssen, in reply to
Oi! We would never so sully the brilliance of our beautiful, beautiful back line. A barrel of Cheekbone Sculpt, maybe.
Just checking to see if you were watching - how about moisturizing facial scrub :P
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Megan Wegan, in reply to
Or a shipment of hair straighteners.
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